Home sweet home!

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We made it! After nearly four and a half days at the hospital, we’re finally back at home and good to go.

See, after a woman has a C-section, there are a couple things that the doctors and nurses are looking for. Is she healing, can she walk, can she go to the bathroom, etc. Once the patient meets these criteria, they can be discharged. They look for things with the baby as well, like whether the baby is gaining weight, pooping, peeing, etc.

Now, most people probably take potty breaks for granted, but I’m thinking that victims of vasectomies don’t really feel like using the restroom either (not that there’s any good comparison between giving birth and having your soldiers grounded).

Anyway, we waited until early afternoon before the doctor on call finally walked in, gave our baby the once over and said we could go. I could hear the hallelujah chorus ringing. I packed our van so fast you’d think I was pulling an emergency move-out.

When Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home,” she wasn’t fooling around. Not only is home where the heart is, it’s the sweetest place a person could ever hope to be.

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